By: Maxine Davis
My wonderful brother gave me a plaque with that quote on it as part of my Christmas! It is so sad, but it’s true! My sister will pack for a trip two weeks in advance. My brother—being a typical man—relies on his wife. Me, the night before: “We’re going where, WHEN?”
I don’t know why, but I’ve always been that way. The blog (PFHT) can make me crazy. I have it on the calendar; I tell myself several times a day not to forget. Then, at the last minute, I get an idea and sit and write. Actually, I sit first and knowing it’s the last minute, an idea hits.
That is how most of my writing goes. Next year, I’m going to work on a minimum number of words a week. We’ll see if I get any sleep on Friday nights, because I will take some weekends off.
This all pretty much tells you how my writing space looks. Felix Unger, I am not. Oscar Madison, on the other hand, hmmm. My computer area, unlike the rest of my house, is a wreck. I had a visit from a colleague who had often groaned about my messy desk at work. When she walked in, she stopped, eyes wide open, and announced, “Your house is neat!” She quickly sputtered and tried to cover it, but there was no mistake, she expected the whole house to be a wreck.
So, ladies, does neatness help you? I’ve really got to try it one day. Actually, for 2010, that IS part of my resolutions. Maybe I’ll post a picture later in the year. On second thought, don’t count on it.
PS: There are plenty of pictures for you in Carol's post just below mine.